ten things you should never say to a girl

HuniePop Sentence Starters for all you sinners.
  • “Wow, okay. Could I get you to maybe take it down a notch? I’m right here.”
  • “Chill out for a second. You’ll be glad I showed up.”
  • “Oh my God, it’s worse than I thought, isn’t it?”
  • “I’d KILL to have tits like that!”
  • “Try not to be an ass for like…five minutes.”
  • “Thanks for the sex, homie!”
  • “It feels like I haven’t eaten anything in like a hundred and fifty years.”
  • "Is it weird that I like veggies so much?”
  • “What’s shakin’, bacon?”
  • “Oh my God, I could kiss you!”
  • “This is romantic as shit. Are you trying to seduce me?”
  • “That was a pussy drink! Hit me with something stronger!”
  • “What’s wrong? Seems like something’s bothering you.”
  • “Ohhhh, come on! Just try it on. It’s going to look sooooo cute.”
  • “You can’t keep all that boob to yourself, hun. It’s not fair to the rest of the world.”
  • “What’s cooking, good-looking?”
  • “You really are something else. You know that?”
  • “I have got to get something inside me. Food, I mean.”
  • “Let’s go win some stupid shit.”
  • “Can’t you just, like, chill out for once and, I don’t know, have fun?”
  • “What’s wrong!? Did I hurt your whore feelings?”
  • “Uhh, could you move please? You’re kind of in my way.”
  • “That’s fucking disgusting.”
  • “Okay, I’m here. So now what?”
  • “I literally cannot remember my name right now.” 
  • “Forgive me for saying this…but your body is straight bangin’.”
  • “Weakness? I’ve never heard of such a thing!”
  • “Fuck these birds, am I right?”
  • “Isn’t it funny how life is pointless and nothing matters?”
  • “That is a supremely nice set of tits. Ten outta ten!”
  • “What should we do about the fact that we’re desperately attracted to each other?”
  • “I just do whatever the magic fairy that follows me around tells me.”
  • “I need to pick up some condoms for our date tonight.”
  • “You look like you’d rather be anywhere else.”
  • “Flat chested girls make me sad.”
Barcelona 4: Part 2 of 2

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4-1

A/N: The end of Barcelona.

DISCLAIMER: All of the answers you will need to the questions you will have in the first spinoff story happens in this story. Please read carefully and enjoy! Happy Friday.


I kissed Bucky softly on the lips then curled myself in his lap like a cat with my head against his chest listening to the slow and steady rhythm of his heart that lulled me into a Dreamless sleep.

The dream…

I sat at the edge of the darkness, peering into the Dreamless, which was a Grand Canyon sized crater, which in essences was a graveyard that the stars and other otherworldly objects in the universe ready to die fell into. A green stream of light flashes across the inky sky then disappears. A few seconds later I felt his presences.

“Darling, you’re troubled.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know where else to go.”

“Never apologize. I’m the one that is sorry, I kept you waiting.”

 I scoffed. “For like three seconds.”

“Still. I should’ve been here.”

We sat in silence watching as a faded star approached the brim of the Dreamless, tethering for a bit, then dipping and falling into the inky nothingness below.

“How did things get to be so…”

“Fucked up.”

I eyed him. “You never curse.”

He gazes at me. “I never curse around you. Plus this is your dream, I’m just a projection of your deepest thoughts.” 

“And that’s all you are?” I asked suspiciously.

He laughed. “You are the one that’s dreaming about me, so what does that say?” He teased.

“That you’re still so full of yourself.” His mischievous eyes widen. I quickly placed my hand over his mouth. “Don’t you dare say it.”

He mumbled and I removed my hand slowly. His lips curled into a sinister smile that reached the corners of his eyes. “I am full of myself, yes, but there was also a time when I was full inside you.”

“I said not to say it.”

He shrugged his shoulders, “I couldn’t resist, it’s the devil in me.”

”Smug.” I sighed, resting my head in his lap.

“You will always find peace here, love.”

“I know that’s why I’m here.”

He laughs, his mischievous laugh. “Smug.”

“I learned from the best.” I quipped.

“Touche, love.”

We sat in the comfortable silence that only he could provide. “Tell me a fairytale.”

“You’ve heard them all.” He whispered, his voice close to my ear.

I turned to face him and I realized that we were no longer in the Dreamless, but on a bed, which was once our bed in our Elysium.


My head felt like a tank was dropped on it and then it backed up and ran over it repeatedly. I tried to lift my arms, but I saw that they were held in Vibranium restraints that scraped against my left arm.

“Dollface.” I whispered, but she didn’t stir.

I watched her for a few minutes, her features more peaceful and serene than it has been in the past couple of weeks.

My eyes followed the movements outside of the glass window. The door unlocks and Tony walks in first, followed by Nat and an uneasy Wanda.

“Don’t you look like a ray of sunshine.” Tony sings as he made his way over to some complicated looking machinery.

“How are you feeling?” Nat asked.

“Fine. Considering…”

“That you Wintered out.” Tony answered. 

“My head feels…” 

“Like the sun exploded in your brain.” He answered again.

“Something like that.”

“Well that will happen when you almost died.”

“What, I almost died?”

“Yup. Wanda here nearly killed you.” I turned to look at her then back at Tony.

“It was an accident.” Nat says tenderly.

“Accident or not her powers have evolved and somehow because of all the emotions that you and your dearly beloved here exuded, she found herself in your head, feeding off of your emotions and she almost killed you. If it wasn’t for Vision who knows what would’ve happened.”

“I felt him.” I say. “He’s back isn’t he?”

“He who must not be named? Yes. Voldemort is back.”

“Tony.” Nat scolded.”Can you be serious for one minute?”

“Analogy Natasha, keep up.” Tony approached me and injects a serum into my neck. “The cold-blooded psycho killing machine that lives inside of you made a colorful appearance.” I slumped back in the chair, shaking the numbness from my arms as Natasha freed me from the Vibranium restraints. “We are trying to figure out how Wanda was able to trigger your alter-ego without uttering your favorite ten words. Bruce and the rest of the team are on their way, until then that mixture I just stabbed you with should prevent Mr. Hyde from creeping out of the darkness and stabbing us.” Tony gestures to Natasha, “Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.”

Natasha rolled her eyes. “Yes, Tony. I get it.”

“Good girl.”

“Bucky.” Wanda says, stepping into the forefront. “I am so sorry, I-I…”

“It’s okay, Wanda. I’m still alive and that’s all that matters.” I smiled weakly.

“I never meant for any of this to happen.” She sobbed. “I’ve made a mess of things.”

“I forgive you, it was an accident.”

I stood, shifting my weight, so that I could lift sleeping beauty into my arms.

“Do you want some help?” Nat asked.

I stared down at her and smiled. “No, I’m fine, we’re fine.”


 I felt myself being lifted and slipping out of the darkness. “No, no!” I screamed.

“Doll, calm down, it’s me.”

My eyes flickered open to see Bucky gazing at me. “James.” I say looking down to see that he was free from the restraints and that we were out of that glass prison and laying in bed. “How long have I been asleep?”

“A few hours.” He answered.

I noticed that he was freshly showered and I was in one of his black tee shirt, I looked down at my bandaged hand propped up on a pillow. I sat up and he tenderly placed my arm in the sling.

“The bones are badly bruised, so you will have to keep it bandaged and in a sling for awhile.” I nodded. He sat next to me. “An apology isn’t enough.”

I interlaced my fingers with his. “No apology is needed, we both did and said some unforgivable things. I had no right to say those things to you, and you had no right to call me a bitch.”

He grimaced. “I hate myself for taking it that far.”

I placed his hand on my stomach and looked up at him. “Nothing else matters except for this moment.”

He lifts my shirt and kisses my stomach then rests his head tenderly on top. “I am a killer, Doll. What if I hurt you or our baby. I would never forgive myself.”

I ran my fingers through his damp hair. “You will never hurt us. It breaks my heart when you say things like this. I love every parts of you especially the broken, ugly, and unlovable pieces. I love your imperfections. Would you love me any less if it was me suffering through this?” I asked.

“Never. Loving you is all that I know how to do, it’s the only thing that gives me clarity, but sometimes I don’t trust myself with loving you, especially not that my alter ego as Tony calls him is back.”

“Bucky, he will always be a part of you and I don’t love you any less because of that. I know what you once were, you are no longer that, but Wanda, she just…” I trailed off as the anger began to rise.

He props himself up on his elbows, “you have to forgive her.”

“She almost killed you.” I say flatly. 

“And I heard you compared her to Loki, that was a low blow.”

I rolled my eyes. “She was in your head, she triggered him. She.almost.killed.you.”

“Doll.” He held my gaze. “Forgive her. Please. She’s struggling right now and she can use all the support she can get. I know what that’s like, not having any control.”

“Fine, but she’s out of the running for Godparent.”

He laughed, lightening the mood in the room. “I won’t argue with you on that point, but you do know that we’re going to have a hard time choosing godparents.”

 “Who said we have to choose?” I joked.

 “You’re right.”

 “This is a competitive bunch.”

 “They would literally kill each other.”

 “Literally.” We say in union.

 We looked at each other grimly then burst into a fit of laughter.

 He placed his hand behind my head and kissed my lips softly. “I missed the sound of your laughter.” He says, his thumb stroking my cheek.

 “And I missed this.” I say my hand snaking up under his shirt.

 He bites my bottom lip and a moan escaped my lips as I fell backwards on the bed. He sucked on the soft spot by my neck and shoulder blade and I shuddered uncontrollably as he lifted my shirt over my head and his mouth dips down and slowly devoured each hardened nipple meticulously.

“James.” I cooed as I grabbed fistful of his hair as he released the hunger that brewed in the pit of my stomach.

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Drabble #18 – “Lydia, she’s been crying all night. Okay?”

Submitted by: you-make-me-wander

Description: The cries of a little banshee baby wake up the Martin-Stilinski household.

Rating: K+

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Established Relationship

Part 18 of the “Birthday drabbles” series

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